Revolution Poem by Lubna Hazeem

Loosened to be wide
With questions i've confined
Im the hunter's prey tonight
And im running out of aims
I can never be the same...
This feeling haunts me again...
The hunter haunts me again....

And he's a faceless criminal
Escaping our justice....
Oh, some traceless miracle
Is what he's ought to purchase...

Oh, who's the criminal?
Who's the criminal to defy?
Oh, who's so minimal?
That's not diffecult to define...

Revolution to revolt
And diffusion to appaul
Satisfaction is your fault
When it stands only to fall...
You're falling again...
We're falling again....

So let's make the stand
The stand of eternity
Oh, let's make this hand
The hand of our remedy
The hand of revolution
The hand of revolutionaries
Oh.....

Unfold yourself.....
Let the blood run dry....
Let's make this hell....
A heaven with all of might...

Oh, let's draw our swords....
Let's fight a war against fear...
Oh, let's make this world....
A home, right now and right here...

A revolution....
For revolutionaries....
Oh....